Connor's Hogwarts

Chapter 137 The True Usage of the Meditation Disc (Probably)
"Professor Dumbledore, I'm only 12 years old this year."

"Connor, I'm already one hundred and eight years old, no, I'm going to be one hundred and nine years old."

"...Professor, you can't ask a child for a gift like this."

"Connor, I think kind children are willing to care for the elderly."

"..." Connor was dumbfounded. Although he knew that Dumbledore was shameless before, he didn't expect him to be so shameless!Pooh!He also asked me for face!
simply!simply!The sorghum can bear it, the little loli can't bear it!

Dumbledore looked at Connor with a smile, and Connor had doubts about the meaning of the word "respect the old and love the young".

"Professor Dumbledore, I still want to learn a spell." Connor took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down. After all, he couldn't beat the old man in front of him.

"Oh? What else do you want to learn? Let's hear it?" Dumbledore said with a beating smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Is your Pensieve still here?" Connor squinted his eyes with a smile, and didn't care about this person for the time being. I will write down this grudge first.

"Yeah, Professor Knott gave it back to me at the end of last semester, what do you want to do?"

Dumbledore waved his hand, the cabinet next to the office suddenly opened, and a wooden shelf with a Pensieve moved out under the magic power.

Connor stood up and walked to the side of the Pensieve. Connor was familiar with this thing. Connor touched the intricate lines engraved on the surface of the Pensieve, and said:
"Professor Dumbledore, I want to learn the magic on this pensieve."

"Oh? It's not easy. The magic pattern on the Pensieve is a very complex composite magic pattern, which combines more than a dozen different single magic patterns, which is much more complicated than the magic pattern on your three-dimensional painting card." Dumbledore shakes his head.jpg
"Even if I admit that you have a strong learning ability, I don't think you can learn the magic pattern on it now."

Connor nodded, then shook his head again. He could see that the Pensieve was very complicated, but he didn't need to learn all the magic patterns on it. He said:

"Professor Dumbledore, may I ask if the effect of the Pensieve, which can sneak into it with human consciousness, is a magic?"

"Oh? You mean?"

"Actually, I don't need to read memory-related magic, which is of no use to me. What I want to learn is the magic that allows people's consciousness to enter my picture scroll." Connor looked up at Dumbledore , His eyes seemed to be shining.

"This..." Dumbledore was stunned, and then said: "It is indeed possible to realize it. Use the picture frame as a pensieve, treat the painting as a memory, and then go into it? Connor, your unconstrained ideas always make me Amazed..."

Dumbledore began to stroke his beard. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this method was very feasible, and it was not difficult!
The magic related to memory is inherently profound, and the main complex and difficult magic lines of the Pensieve are all about reading memory. As for people's consciousness sneaking into it... This is just a "pre-magic", and this pre-magic is actually not complex.

To connect this magic with the painting, Xiao Kangna can easily do it with his current ability.

"You want to enter your painting? As far as I know, your family has a magic that allows people's bodies to enter the painting. Why don't you learn this?"

"Professor Dumbledore, you know a lot." Connor tilted his head and explained, "Because my grandfather didn't let me learn it, and that magic is said to be difficult, so far no one in my family can learn it. And that magic doesn't quite fit either... all I need is consciousness to get into the painting, not the human body."

"I can teach you this magic, or even perfect it for you." Dumbledore pondered for a moment, then said, "But you have to tell me first, what are you using this magic for?"

"What are you doing? Making games, of course! Professor Dumbledore, haven't you seen the board games in the experience store my family opened in Diagon Alley?" Connor said "Hello, you're low."

"Games? Board games?" Dumbledore's expression was startled, and his eyes were confused for a moment. As one of the most powerful wizards of our time, Dumbledore really couldn't think of the relationship between the magic of the Meditation Disk and games... And what about board games?What are young people playing now? ?

Dumbledore has always thought that he is a person who can keep up with the trend, and now he realizes that he seems to be out?Could it be that the outside world has changed so much because I haven't gone out for a long time? ?
"Professor, today's world is changing with each passing day, and earth-shaking changes are taking place every day. It is impossible to work behind closed doors. You should go out more often." Connor took the opportunity to snatch the candy in front of Dumbledore with a proud tone.

"." Seeing his beloved candy being snatched away, Dumbledore dared to say angrily and embarrassedly: "Connor, can you tell me about your games and board games in detail?"

"No problem. In fact, the game I want to make is not complicated. It's all based on monster card variants. Everyone can fight by controlling his 'character'." Connor boasted to Dumbledore about his own Game comes.

"...I originally wanted players to control card battles through magic power, but this is not easy to achieve, so I can only fix the operation method on the game table. This is the origin of my board game."

Connor explained his various game products to Dumbledore, and finally said in a bewitching tone:
"How about it, professor, do these games of mine sound very interesting? Is there a trace of excitement? Professor Dumbledore, if you join our Lake family now and lend us the right to use your portrait, I can The master will give you shares, as a shareholder, not only will you get monthly dividends, but you can also get our various new products at the fastest speed! It is definitely a bloody business!"

Dumbledore laughed dumbfounded: "Connor, maybe you are more suitable to be a businessman? The games you described are indeed very interesting, but money is meaningless to me. As for portrait rights, you can use this kind of thing as you like."

"Really!?!" Connor yelled, startling Dumbledore. He instinctively felt that something was wrong, but he still replied:
"Of course, your chocolate frog card used my portrait."

"Professor, you are such a good man." Connor was so moved that he almost cried while holding Dumbledore's hand.

"." Dumbledore opened his mouth, and then closed it again. He always felt that something was wrong, but he had no evidence, so he had to continue: "Well... since your purpose of learning this magic is to make your game, Then I have no reason not to teach you, I agree."

"Then please, Professor."

After that, Connor and Dumbledore made a friendly transaction. Connor left the principal's office after learning a contract magic. Dumbledore said that he had to analyze the magic on the Pensieve before he could teach it to Connor.

In the principal's room, Dumbledore stroked the purple-covered Facebook with a smile on his face.

"That kid is a genius, but it's a pity that he uses his wisdom on these playthings. It's really humiliating himself! Waste everything!"

"What plaything!? I think those cards and games are very interesting, you don't understand anything at all!"

"That's right, you are sour, you can't get into those paintings, you want to play but can't play, just blame that child here, I look down on you, Phineas."

"You fart! How can you foul people's innocence out of thin air!"

As soon as Connor left, the portraits in the principal's office started arguing and looked like they were about to fight.

"Dumbledore, I think you should agree to the kid's request and become that shareholder, so that you can let the kid open the channel for his paintings, let us go in and play, and get the latest game products!" A painting took the opportunity to say to Dumbledore.

Then all the portraits fell silent, and the man named Phoenix stood up from the crowd, and said with a bruised nose, "I agree!!"

"." Dumbledore looked at the pile of portraits speechlessly, and said, "Isn't it just some small games, what about you?"

"You don't know! Dumbledore, it's all the old ghosts of the Lake family! They show us every day how fun their grandson's game is! How exciting! It makes our hearts itch! The worst thing is! Those old ghosts The bastard won't let us play through their portraits! I've never hated these old bastards so much! I shouldn't have asked them to paint for me in the first place!" Phoenix looked furious and indignant.

"Yes, they painted you so much that they made us suffer."

"That's right, people from the Lake family should have been prevented from drawing a portrait of you..."

"." Phoenix's face turned blue.

Dumbledore didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he shook his head and said, "I think that kid is pretty good, it's much more reassuring to spend your mind on these places than studying black magic."

"You think of Tom again? That's a real villain."

"No." Dumbledore shook his head and said, "Connor is much better than Tom. Tom's vision is too low. And sometimes I feel that the child can see more than all of us can see." , are far away"

There was a moment of silence in the principal's office.

Dumbledore stroked the old wand in his hand and muttered to himself, "It's farther than what you see."

(End of this chapter)